Agthoek's Dream Journal

This was the last night of the comp, I'm very happy to end it with such a crazy lucid ! I did it in two WILD attempts (each 15 minutes) after a WBTB (awake for ~3 hours). First dream is two fragments that I think are from the same dream. Last dream is my lucid. Enjoy the reading 👽

Black = Non-lucid dream recall
Blue = Lucid dream recall

Orange cheese offer

At my parents house, *forgot what happened*, then with people at the table, a man offers us an orange cheese. Apparently, the smell is strong, but I almost don't smell anything because I'm used to strong cheese.

Concrete Minecraft ravine

Me, a man with glasses and a guy from high school in a car in front of my parents house, playing Minecraft, but IRL : I'm going to cut a (probably apple) pie representing our Minecraft world. The high school guy knows I'm the cutting pro, he tells me when to stop, and I cut the pie at that moment. It forms a ravine in our Minecraft world IRL (in the back seat of the car). The man with glasses leaves, and the guy has become another guy from high school. He's adding liquid concrete to the base of the IRL ravine (which is a black iron plank), but I realize that it shouldn't have been concreted. I call the man with glasses to explain the mistake. He tells me to simply make a series of inputs to fix it. I struggle to remember it. We try to remove the concrete, not dry yet.

Road trip on the highway

A group of five friends is traveling in France, in a pickup truck on the highway. The guys are in the open trunk (they could easily fall), one girl is driving and another girl is next to her. The driver almost completely gets out of the window (while still driving with one hand) to film the road trip with her camera on a selfie stick.

Confusing vegetables

I'm a cashier in a grocery store, there are new checkouts where you weigh fruits and vegetables by selecting them on a computer, in a super long and messy list. I'm struggling to find the eggplant. The beatboxer Wing (who also works as a cashier with me) helps me and I find it. But I still need help for the other items, as three annoying pop-ups appear. One of the three teenage guys waiting at the checkout helps me. I have to double-click Delete. I can't find the Delete icon, so the guy takes the mouse and tries to find it in the top right corner of the screen but there's nothing. Then at the normal checkouts, people are piling up at Wing's checkout, I try to call him, as a colleague on the phone comes out of the office. All along I had Wing's GBB25 World league solo wildcard playing in my mind.

Pool quicksand and my crazy restaurant (LD)



In front of a house, half of the garden is replaced with a very deep pool, and where I am is a long rectangular layer of quicksand on top of the water. Some female friends and I pass through it for a laugh, when at one point I sink to the bottom of the pool *dramatic scene*.

Then I wake up in town, when a big agressive white dog is trying to bite my friends (one of them is wearing a hamburger costume). While trying to scare him away, the dog advances towards me, growling. I back away. If he tries to bite my stomach, I could in theory stick my thumbs in his eyes and knee him in the throat (it didn't happen).

Then I'm the owner of a restaurant in town, in a cobblestone alley : an outdoor terrace. I can control a lot of things. I know I'm lucid dreaming, but I don't really pay attention to it, because I'm too busy managing things in my restaurant and near it *forgot what happened but it was chaotic and hilarious*.

I return to my outdoor terrace. The customers are talking about Sping-Ling Ding-Diling : a chinese woman who is literally a thick dorito-shaped pencil. I'd like her to come to my restaurant, but she's at work. Then everyone at my terrace start improvising the same song (which makes no sense, random words) with the music "Come To The Circus (DirtyPaws remix)". First to sing is a woman (probably from Paris) with curly brown hair, a green beret and black sweater, green jacket and green pants, and a glass of wine. Very classy. I'm the one making them improvise the song with my thoughts.

At the same time, I start to accidentally make an evil bass (beatbox sound) when I exhale, snoring a bit when I inhale, and I see my body IRL in my bed from time to time. I'm going to wake up...